This weekend is the marathon here in Houston.
Unfortunately I will not be amongst the 30,000 plus runners this year.
I officially deferred my entry meaning
I'm guaranteed a spot in next years race.
We'll see...only time will tell.
An old nagging problem reared its ugly head
and for the life of me I can't shake it completely.
Plantar fasciitis officially sucks.
Nothing was really helping it to heal
mainly because I refused to stop running.
Some might say that was
stupid hard-headed, I call it dedicated.
I tried new shoes, numerous docs, gadgets galore,
ended up in a boot cast,
got a cortisol shot in my heel that rivaled childbirth,
but in the end the only thing I could do was stop running.
I think, no, I KNOW I kept pushing myself
because I didn't want to complain or wimp out.
I kept running because of all the people I know
who can't run right now or any more.
Two girlfriends I've met through running
and who've made my life brighter
just by knowing them,
both going through some big health issues right now.
And always on my mind, my dad,
whom I have never heard complain a day in his life.
Not even when he lost his leg two summers ago.
That's my dad.
Always cheerful, never complaining,
When I grow up I want to be more like him :)
This beautiful quote pretty much sums up the biggest lesson
I learned during the training for the full...
I have all I need right now.
I'm getting to the point where I can walk without pain for most of the day
and I can go down stairs without going backwards.
I'll take it.
If you are running the race this weekend
good luck and I'm proud of you!
My three peeps running the full - I'll see you on the course with treats :)
Lisa - I know your Daddy will be smiling down on you from heaven
on Sunday as you cross that finish line
and he is oh so proud of you sweet friend.
Now y'all run like the wind...